1. Kinky Vanilla: Chapter 2


    Date: 6/24/2015, Categories: Fiction, Incest, Teen Male/Teen Female, Young, Author: jordeso, Rating: 88.7, Source: sexstories.com

    HOLY SHIT DID I EVEN CLOSE HER DOOR?! I jumped off my bed and bounded over to my door in less time than it takes to blink. I opened it and almost bowled over Cammi herself, who was standing right outside my room. "Cammi?" I said in blank surprise. She was taken aback too. She had her hand out like she was about to open my door just before I yanked it open myself. I was about to stutter something panicked or apologetic before she gently pushed me back into my room and put a finger to her lips, hushing me up with an urgent "Shhh!" She calmly but swiftly closed my door as I stood there dumbly watching her. She was all dressed and ready to go to school. No eyebags. No disheveled hair or clothes. Like nothing ever happened. I opened my stupid mouth and blurted out, "Cammi I am so-" Cammi turned with a quick "Shhhh!" again. "What's wrong with you?" she asked in an urgent whisper. "You want Mom to hear you? She could come wake Cody up any minute." She was right. So I closed my agape mouth and just stood there in my boxers. Staring dumbly at her. Cammi wasted no time breaking the silence. "We really need to talk about what happened," she said. I was going to say something in agreement but only managed to raise my eyebrows. "Not right now," she continued, "Later. I just wanted to tell you before school. 'Cause, you know, you kind of freak out about stuff a lot." I was going to laugh. Then I was going to agree. Then I was going to say "no I don't." Then I was going to exhale with ...
    relief. I just shook my head like a giant retarded bobblehead. I think my mouth was hanging open again. "Did...did you sleep last night?" she asked. The words in my brain turned into mush before they reached my mouth. All I managed was, "You're...mad?" Wow. Dude, you're...you're just...you are fucking retarded. "I'm mad? What?" "Not mad. I mean. Not mad?" Caveman talk good. Use many words. "No I'm not mad. Even though you just left me there with the door hanging wide open-" "OH MY GOD I'M SO-" "SHHHHH!" Cammi actually put her hand over my mouth this time. "Shut up Jord!" I looked at her with eyes like a deer caught in headlights and glanced over at the door. She did the same and dropped her hand from my mouth and sighed. "Seriously stop freaking out. I'm fine." She looked at me with a frown and 10 times more composure than I had. "You're gonna miss breakfast if you don't get dressed," she said bluntly. "And brush your teeth, your breath smells really bad." Cammi left my room and gave me a glance that said "you better hurry" before she closed the door behind her. I continued to stand there stupidly in my boxers for another minute. I couldn't believe what just happened. Not only did Cammi not have the FBI arrest me, she looked and acted like nothing was wrong. Like I didn't just creampie her and leave her for dead in full view of anyone who wanted a late night snack a few hours ago. And she had her shit way more together than me. I felt enormous relief and soon after enormous shame. ...